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Harmony on Bruins' Peak (Bruins' Peak Bears Book 2) by Erin D. Andrews (18)

Chapter 18

His scent trailed into the dark. She sniffed the ground. His paw prints marked a clear path into the shadows, but when she took a few steps forward, she found a man waiting for her. He smiled at her in the gloom, and his deep brown eyes burned with hidden fire.

Those eyes told her what to do. They showed her the pathway through herself back to the woman who could meet this man in the wilderness. She would become the being he wanted her to become.

Without thinking or even trying, she shifted. Her bear self submerged beneath the sharp clarity of her human brain. The comfortable ease of bear gave way to the intricacies of humanity, and she stood before him as Harmony McGillis once again.

His eyes glowed with pride. She’d done it, but they glowed with something else, too. He took her hand and kissed her. That kiss ignited her passion into a raging inferno. So this was what she’d been missing all these years. This was how it was supposed to be.

The furnace between her legs erupted in a molten volcano and stained her thighs with crystal sparks. She rocked on her heels, and her mind spun with the intoxicating magic of his kiss.

Aiken’s knees flexed. He sank down, and his mouth left hers to burrow into her neck. He nibbled down her neck from her ear to the open place where her shirt covered her chest. Harmony’s eyelids weighed down so heavy she couldn’t keep them open. His kiss tore the breath from her lungs. She hugged his neck for shelter from the storm kicking up in her soul.

What would she become when this was all over? What would her life be? She didn’t have to ask. She would be a Bruin, like all the other Bruins. No matter what else happened, she could make her home on the mountain. She could fish in the streams and feed on wild berries. She could hunt and sleep in the rocks. She was safe in the mountain’s arms.

Aiken surrounded her in the loving welcome of the mountain’s arms. His body covered her with warm light and lifted her out of her paltry human existence. They were complete in each other.

His hands roamed all over her. They set fire to her every sinew even as they quenched that fire before it spread. His touch destroyed her and brought her back together, all in one fell swoop. He was all and everything, Alpha and Omega.

Her flesh exploded in streaks across the sky. Her nipples ached for his touch until she couldn’t stand it. He circled her waist with his broad hands, and his fingers inched up around her ribs. They cradled her breasts and massaged the soft murmurs from her lips.

She couldn’t keep still. She brought one leg up to rub against his hip, and he caught it and held it up for her. He pulled her in against his hips and found his way to that aching cavern between her legs.

She swooned into his arms. He caught her and supported her, even as he grasped her for his own. She belonged to him, body and soul. She devoured him with her passion. She demanded him of the fates.

He surrounded her with his arms and scooped her up with both hands around her voluptuous ass. He cradled her above the ground and leaned back to reach her mouth with his lips.

Harmony strapped her legs around his waist. Her every vein and corpuscle throbbed for him. Her wetness made a burning path to guide him into her. She couldn’t live without him, without him inside her, filling her being with his bear self.

What would it be like to mate with him as a bear, as two bears together? They would find out. They would explore every detail of this new existence together, mates.

He hugged her and kissed her. He owned her and consumed her. He blasted away the human and brought the Bruin to the surface. He showed her how to live. He was her life.

He set her weight down on his hips and bounced up into her. Underneath that shattered belt buckle, his iron manhood rose to greet her. It shoved against her delicate tissues and made her nub jump at every bounce. Excited squeaks escaped her to rise to the ceiling.

Kissing her and manhandling her breasts wasn’t enough for his rising hunger. He tore at her shirt to ride it up over her chest, and his craven lips closed over her lacy bra. He mouthed her nipple to a raw, hard bud. She tossed her heaving chest into his mouth, and her squeaks built higher to ecstatic cries.

Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Her soul answered his every move with rapturous delight. Everything he did fulfilled her aching need. His dominating presence overpowered her so she couldn’t resist him. He would take all of her, but she didn’t care. Yes!

His insistent jabs into her tender opening demanded an answer. He pushed her shirt the rest of the way over her head, and it disappeared into the dark. Her bra followed, and her pendulous breasts swung free for his hands and mouth to devour.

She couldn’t leave his moves unanswered. She clawed at those shoulders of his, those powerful, muscled rounds of surging power. She fought against the thin cotton of his T-shirt to rip it off his body.

His chest rose hot and angular under her hands. His pecs rounded down to the rippling washboard of his abs, and his internal lats cut across his ribs in parallel furrows. She followed ever line with her hands, but she didn’t find the tribal tattoos etched across his shoulders and pointing down his back. They stayed hidden from her until later, when they lay quiescent and satisfied in each other’s arms.

Right now, he was all raging beast. He swung her feet down to the floor, just long enough to tackle her waistband with demanding fingers. He popped the button and unzipped her fly, but as soon as it lay open to the diving triangle leading to her nest of delight, he stopped.

He stared down at her with his smoldering eyes. He scanned her bright chest with its glorious orbs pointing up at him. He followed the trail of her belly to the inner slope between her hips, but he always came back up to her eyes. Her eyes gave him all the encouragement he needed to make his next journey into her.

He slid his hands down her back, over the golden mounds of ass to slide her pants down over her hips to her thighs. Harmony caught her breath. The fresh cave air made her nipples smart and stand straight out. They brushed his rock hard chest, and she sucked a ragged breath through her teeth.

He saw, and moved his chest back and forth to torture her pointed nipples. Her nipples grazed his own taut pecs and brought them both to the brink of insanity. He caressed her bare ass, and his fingers flicked down, and down, to the crevice where her butt cheeks met her thighs. He delved deep into that channel to her nexus moist with pleasure. A little further, and her pants joined her shirt and bra on the ground.

Aiken went down on his knees before her naked glory. He worshiped every curve and undulation of her curvaceous shape with his hands from her shoulders down to her ankles. Harmony stood still for this treatment. He made her glow. He brought her into existence with his touch until he kissed the quivering mound buried deep inside her.

Her knees melted, and his warm saliva sent vines licking through her rising flesh. Would this never end? Their heavenly enjoyment would just keep going, to the ends of the Earth. They would rise to the heights of fulfillment over Bruins’ Peak. They would form two shooting stars through the cosmic night, and everyone would see their unending flight.

He raised his head to catch one more glimpse of her eyes. They mingled and merged in their eyes. In that mysterious conjoining, they found each other. They connected and united forever.

She ran her hand over his forehead to snake her fingers into his hair. She gazed down into those eyes at the galactic eternal in his soul. Without understanding how it happened, she sank down onto his lap. His hands guided her into position, and her legs found their way around him to lock behind his back.

From out of the dark, his body found hers. She quaked to her core at his monstrous thickness. She never saw anything so dangerous. How could she take that thing inside her? He would shatter her into a million pieces.

She didn’t have time to run before he punched through her defenses to the heart of crimson lava hidden between her thighs. She tore her lips away from his kiss in a wild shriek, but he wouldn’t be stopped now. He nudged deeper and caved her asunder beyond anything she ever imagined.

Could she live through this unstoppable invasion? Would she ever be the same? Her whole self screamed the answer. Yes! She would live. She would live! She would live as never before, but she would never be the same. She would burst into life, into her true life, the life waiting for her.

She rocked against that driving spike. She hugged it in a life-giving embrace. She bathed it with her own essences, and it carried her skyward, into a night sky studded with stars, high above Bruins’ Peak.